Days 17 & 18 - The Floating Reed Islands of the Uros Indians on Lake Titicaca and our Homestay with a local family of Ayamara Indians on Amantani Island! The altitude really seemed to have affected quite a lot of us and I was still feeling breathless and a tad anxious because of it. Weird how it can hit you one day and not the next, not the best feeling sometimes! Anyway after breakfast we hilariously boarded the two seater local cyclo's and in line travelled...

Day 15 - Onwards to Puno on the shores of Lake Titicaca, the highest navigable lake in the world at an altitude of 3820m! Today saw us boarding the local bus onwards to Puno where upon we would be undertaking Ads & Ian's most favourite part of the trip, a local family homestay where they dressed us up in traditional costume and took us dancing!!! Wahoo! The scenery on route from Cuzco was beautiful, winding valleys of beautiful autumn colour farming terraces ...

Day 4 and early AM of day 5 - Our final trekking day. The incredible lost city in the jungle / Wonder of the World, Machu Picchu and the realisation that we had all survived and made the 50km at altitude of the Inca Trail!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A 3.45am wake up call (nice!) saw us all dragging ourselves out of our tents and walking in the pitch black to the breakfast area. Then after a short briefing we were, donned with head torches, hiking through the jungle toward th...

Day 3 - Our last full hiking day to Winay Wayna, just 6km from the lost city! Another 5.45am start with lemon tea in the tent to wake us followed by pancakes and our infamous staple diet from previous countries, PORRIDGE! Seeing as we had arrived in the dark, it was great to finally see in daylight where we were and what our campsite looked like and as expected it didn't disappoint, around us the sun was rising on the Andean mountains and snow caps, just perfect,...

Day 2 - The dreaded Dead Women's Pass of 4215 metres in the rain and hiking the Inca Trail in the dark!! The early wake up cup of tea was much needed as the far too happy guides and porters scurried around the tent at the ungodly hour of 5.15am. Getting ready for the days exertions it was only then that the realisation of what we were all attempting to master was becoming a reality. All the tales about the Inca trail revolved around the infamous 2nd day the chall...